Torn, by Jeffery Grover
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I'm torn inside
By thoughts and dreams
decisions i can't make
my head is spinning
my thoughts are killing
i feel i'm slipping away
to do one thing
or to choose another
i feel like i could die
now as i try
to maintain my mind
there is one thing i can't find
the right adaption
for satisfaction
it's lost it cant be found
a lonely life
my only life
filled with nothing but strife |
Posted: 2011-05-08 03:14:25 UTC |
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